Remus Lupin Harry Potter Novels & Stories

"It's werewolf magic - thought-talk. Quit yapping; I can't hear her." Remus fixed me with a steady stare, his voice grave. "The prophecy's real. You're back." Romulus squirmed, nuzzling my chin, licking at me with a rough tongue. "Rub my head! Behind the ear!" I set them down, sinking to the grass beside them, my fingers finding Romulus' ears. He flopped over, belly up, whining like a pup. Remus snorted, disgusted. "You're a disgrace, Romulus. Shaming our whole ancient line."

Rina pleaded, “I want to give it to him myself.” Remus pretended to sigh, then reluctantly pulled the flask out and gave it to Rina, “Alright… You are my only weakness. My beautiful sister, you know I couldn’t refuse you.” Rina briefly kissed Remus’ lips and observed the flask in her hands happily. The bright orange liquid inside was thick, shiny, and sticky. “What is this made of?” Remus shrugged. “Who knows. Some kind of liquefied mineral. But it’s very rare.” “Good then.” Rina climbed onto the chair, “Mom, I’ll depart now. I’ll give this to Thorn myself.” Then, she immediately took flight from the terrace and made her way back to the Misty Mountains.

Harry Evermore was the forensics department's techno-geek. He was a wizard with anything related to computers and machines. He was tall, skinny with shoulder-length black hair and glasses. Likewise, he didn't need the glasses, though. He had a perfect vision, but they made him look nerdy. He was also a werewolf, an omega to be precise. “Harry, can you hook up the dashcam to my laptop?” asked Clara, the object of his affection. “We'll be able to see things a lot better on my screen.”

The guards stood motionless, unmoved, and with no intention of intervening. Henrì transformed into his wolf form in a surge of crude fury as he growled menacingly. Remus merely chuckled in response. “Ah, it seems I’ve discovered your jealous side, amigo,” he taunted, tilting his head before shifting into his wolf form. Fear engulfed me entirely as I trembled in the face of this sudden confrontation. I screamed at Henrì, begging him to halt his reckless charge, but his anger blinded him. Henrì could not possibly emerge victorious from this clash. Remus, a descendant of a long line of alphas, held a leadership position for a reason.

The abomination’s beady eyes focused angrily on him, one at a time. Arya’s wolf, Whisper, jumped to his side, her tail switching back and forth. She prepared for the attack. “Hey, battle sister.” He greeted her. “Do you know what this thing is?” She sent over a confused feeling. She had no idea what it was. Whisper clawed the ground ready to attack. Remus sniffed. As he expected. Everything from that hell smelt like acrid volcanic soot.

He smiled happily and nodded. "Yes and they are marked like their hair. Remus is a large black dire with white tips and Rae is a lovely white with black tips on her fur, they're both stunning," he told me impressed. "I'll have them change so you can see them," he added. I nodded, happy for my two children. Lennex sat next to me and lifted me to his lap. I laid against his shoulder and he wrapped his arms around me. We sat together and watched as the children went to the back of the couch to undress. When the first wolf pup trotted out from behind the couch I gasped.

I furrowed my brows, still weirded out by the sudden question. “Well, it is mostly for hunting like aconitum, artemisia, lupine-” “Lupine,” she replied in an instant. “How is that supposed to be the answer?” Both Alarick and I asked. “Lupine is poisonous to werewolves. Once a hunter puts some of it in his spear and you get wounded by it.” I nodded at what she said. That is what I do all the time. “But it can prevent you from turning into a werewolf when it is directly ingested.” My eyes widened at what she said.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

Fenris muttered, taking a step towards him as he continued, “Actually the Remus family’s name is known far and wide. One of the most powerful families to ever come out of Alaska. A family consisting of witches, vampires and werewolves.” “So what has that got to do with me?” Adolph huffed, “I just want to know who Lucien Remus is. What is giving him this audacity to talk to me this way? Sending me threat letters, and he expects me to welcome him here with open arms? What is this?” “Calm down son…” “Explain things to me, don’t tell me to calm down. I want to know who that man is.” Adolph half yelled, his voice echoing round the room. He didn’t know why he was feeling this furious.

I replied. "Come on, let's hear it" said Finral, one of my mates. He was Chinese and very tall. Most of the other guys grumbled in agreement as well. "First of all, I would like to apologise for failing you guys at the... realm. I don't know what happened" I started. "George the second. His sword contains a numbing gel. The moment he cuts you with it. It will slowly make you loose all cognitive function. I knew you were done for the moment he cut you" said Matilda, she was a cute girl with glasses.